This is reposted from my MySpace blog. This sucks: Paul Newman People shouldn't idolize celebrities. And yet I have on two occasions. I have to admit, because of the profession that I aspire to (film), I have let myself put certain actors on a pedestal. To follow their work and to say "man, that's the right way to do it, that's the way to make this happen." But mine, for my age and generation, may have been a bit unconventional. The first was Jimmy Stewart. The second was Paul Newman. For whatever reason - and we can psychoanalyze it another time - I was always drawn as a kid to older movies. I spent a lot of time on Saturday and Sunday afternoons hunkered down in a dark room watching AMC (American Movie Classics) and TCM (Turner Classic Movies). And, whenever people say things like I'm about to say, I usually scoff and say "well, what the hell does that mean?" But I can honestly say that the first time I saw Cool Hand Luke something changed in me a bit. A switch was flipped and things were different. I'm fairly certain that I have watched Cool Hand Luke more than any other film ever made. And it rests entirely on the shoulders of Paul Newman. For my money he gives what is the greatest individual acting performance ever put down on film. And it's not just that film - I could list countless performances here that can't even be sniffed by many of today's actors. His performance in The Verdict is, arguably, as good as Cool Hand Luke. If you haven't seen Nobody's Fool it is an amazing and wonderful film - probably one of the best representations of small town America put on film, even if its tongue is planted firmly in its cheek at times. And even more recent/modern films - Road to Perdition, Hudsucker Proxy, prove that he was a great, cross-generation talent. As a teenager The Long Hot Summer was the first love story on film that ever appealed to me, but even then it had Newman's trademark antihero spin on it. That movie - with his wife Joanne Woodward and the great Orson Welles - is also high up there on my most-viewed list. And get real - does it get any better than Paul Newman going toe-to-toe with Jackie Gleason and George C. Scott in The Hustler? No, it doesn't, despite what studios try to push on you today with the likes of Clooney, Pitt and Damon appearing in the same films. With due respect, of course... But Paul Newman cut his chops in an era where Hollywood still had to rely on this little thing called character development to create film. Plot and suspense relied on what the characters did - not what blew up, not who was naked, and not what computer-animated calamity occurred. Towering Inferno aside... And that doesn't even begin to touch on his charity work. This guy was a giver on Bill Gates levels. He took the good fortune that was bestowed upon him and gave it back to the community through his Hole in the Wall Gang and his salad dressings, popcorn, etc. His philanthropy is unsurpassed in Hollywood. So maybe its not so bad to idolize someone who made it filthy rich and then gave so much back. I think that makes him hero-worthy. So, I remember where I was when Jimmy Stewart died. I was in my car after a long day at work. Turning left from HWY F onto HWY O. I imagine I'll remember this morning similarly. The film industry lost one today the likes of which it will never see again. RIP Bill